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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Voyage Out by Virginia Woolf: but it's never the same, not at his age."
Both gentlemen nodded sagely as they carved their apples.
"There was a book, wasn't there?" Ridley enquired.
"There _was_ a book, but there never _will_ be a book," said Mr. Pepper
with such fierceness that both ladies looked up at him.
"There never will be a book, because some one else has written
it for him," said Mr. Pepper with considerable acidity.
"That's what comes of putting things off, and collecting fossils,
and sticking Norman arches on one's pigsties."
"I confess I sympathise," said Ridley with a melancholy sigh.
"I have a weakness for people who can't begin."
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